DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

I AM NOT AFRAID

I demand the darkness to leave

Bring the light flooding in

Help my heart to reach for the SON

Lift my hands towards the stars


I demand to love


I choose to sing~

The beauty of all things

I want to grab~

The healing of life

I kiss your face~

No more heartache

No more hurt

I demand solace

I want to sit in the chair of loveliness

I stand in victory

Darkness you are no more~

This is a new day

Bring on the rain

Bring on the sun

Kiss my eyes with starlight.

Kiss my heart to yours

Even if I go away

My love for you will be forever

And ever more!!

Please don't forget me~

Debbie Brooks, @

HEART SEARCHED

My Heart Searched

once for truth and love

no tarnish

free from harm~

Where is this tranquil place

a place made of gold

to wrap me in arms of silver

with a bronze crown of bold~

Oh the desire to sing

the desire to be

unlock these burning chains

as I cry out in a victorious scream~

I cry to dream, like the times of old

filled me with almighty wonder

not a world of promised tomorrows

longing for a place where pain cannot enter~

Give me love like a melodic song

on a river of that carries me along

tell me oh please where a place might be found

something so wonderful and profound

my burdens seems to play me a burden

where serenades play on forever~

My heart is still searching

still sinks in my heart

will I ever heal

this darkness that evades my soul~

Once for love, and lots of truth

signals my tears to find an embrace

if I only knew this place was real

then maybe I could find some peace~

Debbie Brooks @

INVISIBLE ANGLES

Friendship and all its invisible angles

Forms a serenity with stars in my eyes~

Every time friendship blows into my life

It singlehandedly holds me till death

When the friendship ends 


Being ripped into - is the norm~

Maybe friendship in all its glory

Fades like everything else in my life

An elusive mystery, a well-kept secret

From the beyond~

At the end of my life

When I really will be alone

Sitting in the morning in fifth

The sun peeking through

Doesn’t mean a thing

As a teardrop breaks me down~

What happened to the friendship?

How did it die?

How do I define it?

Friendship in its disappearing act

Like none you have ever seen~

Friendship shouldn't make you feel less human

Friends should surround you

Not to regret our friendships

Just analyze true faces for sure~

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DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD

DEBORAH BROOKS LANGFORD has been writing poetry since she was a little girl. Poetry is her first love. She is an Author for forty-eight books; you can find her on Lulu.com and Amazon, Barnes and Noble.